The two hundred and twenty-fifth thing I love about us is that I get to learn all the new words you make up -- like "kibblaxing," and "imaginarially."
You evolve the language of my soul.
Soft, so soft, your lips against mine. I am grazed by their grace and drunk on their wine. We touch and we taste, endlessly divine engrossed...
I think I'm going to call adding words "wordition" -- like smooshing "word" and "addition" together.
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